Chapter 311: A New Era

Wang Zhize felt that he was "melting".

No, that's not melting.

It's a stranger, more grand "unfolding".

His consciousness was no longer confined in a cage called "body", but spread like a drop of ink falling into clear water, instantly permeating the entire primordial Void.

He is the Void.

The Void is him.

The laws previously rewritten by the Father of Void now resembled disobedient cells in his body, each fully visible to his perception.

He could even "see" the flow of time, which was not a line but a segment of code that could be dragged, cut, copied and pasted.

Past, present and future became, in his eyes, a system log that could be consulted and edited at any time.

So this is the "Supreme"?

A thought flashed.

Boom!

At the "edge" of his consciousness, a brand‑new universe exploded out of nowhere, nebulae dazzling like fireworks, stars scattering like dust, yet vanished silently when the next thought rose, as if they had never existed.

One thought creates the world, one thought returns it to ruin.

He became a walking calamity, a moving miracle.

"Brother!"

A raucous shout yanked Wang Zhize out of this omniscient omnipotent immersion.

Wang Zhitao was squatting nearby, curiously prodding a clump of the dissipating, last‑glimmering primordial Core.

That was the Father of Void's "corpse".

He let out a galaxy‑shaking belch, a blast of pure primordial energy spewed from his mouth, instantly "ripening" a newly born star beside him, causing it to skip billions of years of evolution and enter the red‑giant phase.

Wang Zhitao looked at his masterpiece, then at Wang Zhize, his eyes sparkling with the light of a gourmand discovering new ingredients.

"Brother, you now… smell even more fragrant."

"..."

Wang Zhize was at a loss for words.

Is this his most loyal guardian, his sharpest blade?

Does this guy have anything in his head besides food?

However, Wang Zhitao's words pulled a sliver of human feeling back into his godlike perspective.

He looked down at himself.

He had no physical form; he was a space, a set of laws, yet whenever he wished he could condense any shape he desired.

A flicker of thought, and the familiar figure reappeared: black clothes, black hair, a detached expression, as if the world‑shattering divine battle moments ago had been an illusion.

He patted Wang Zhitao's "dog head"—well, that head was now larger than a galaxy.

The feel was good.

"Don't eat recklessly, watch your stomach."

Wang Zhize's gaze pierced the barrier of the newborn realm, pierced the chaos of the primordial Void, and instantly enveloped the boundless, vast, real universe containing myriad worlds.

In his "vision", the entire universe was no longer cold stars and darkness.

It became an immensely huge network topology map.

Each world was a server.

Each law was a line of code.

And a massive, ugly, parasite‑laden "Void Net", like a cross‑server giant virus network, rooted deeply in the cores of countless worlds.

He could even see, in each world enslaved by the Void Net, the exact coordinates of those "lurking shadows" and "world nodes".

They were like flashing red‑light backdoor programs, constantly siphoning world essence, spreading despair and chaos.

In the past, he had to locate them and then attack and crack them with "definitions".

Now?

A cold, curved smile tugged at Wang Zhize's mouth.

Does a real system administrator have to go through such trouble to clean viruses from his own servers?

He extended a finger and lightly tapped this boundless universe.

A supreme, indisputable decree, even beyond the "definition" edict, rang instantly across every dimension and timeline of the universe.

"I proclaim:"

"The 'Void Net' project, ownership transferred."

"All its laws, permissions, nodes, backdoors, from this moment belong to me."

"Effective immediately!"

The command was issued.

This is not a negotiation, not an attack.

This is the forced execution of the universe's underlying code!

It is `chown -R wangzize: wangzize/universe/void_net`!

It is a forced takeover with highest permissions!

At that moment, every corner of the universe underwent unimaginable upheaval.

In a high‑magic world being devoured by Void shadows, atop a desperate mage tower, the archmage was about to trigger the demon net to annihilate himself and the enemy, when the Void fissure above his head suddenly went "puff", disappearing like a fart…

All Void monsters' bodies froze, the crimson in their eyes faded, and they stared blankly at their claws.

In an interstellar empire with highly advanced technology but whose tech tree was locked by the Void Net, surviving only within its star system, its central AI suddenly emitted a shrill Alert!

【Alert! Detected unknown highest‑privilege command!】

【Command content: Uninstall 'Project_VoidN'……】

【Uninstall complete!】

【……What the hell?】

The central AI's logical Core emitted non‑programmed vocabulary for the first time.

In a certain xianxia world, the sect's ancient patriarch, tainted by demons and about to blood‑sacrifice an entire city's living beings, felt the "Void Demon Seed" inside him tremble violently, then transform into pure spiritual energy that reversed and burst him apart.

As he neared death, his mind was filled with question marks.

Who am I? Where am I? My cheat… how did it become a death‑summoning talisman?

Countless worlds, at this moment, simultaneously shouted cheers of survival after catastrophe.

Despair was replaced by hope.

Darkness was dispelled by light.

Countless liberated wills, across infinite spacetime, cast their most devout gratitude and faith toward the supreme will that exists in the void.

Wang Zhize felt all this, his expression unchanged.

These are merely side effects of cleaning up trash.

His gaze fell upon the "Demolition Office No. 1" silently hovering in the primordial void.

This massive fortress, assembled from the wreckage of countless worlds, had fulfilled its final mission.

Wang Zhize extended his hand and made a gentle gesture.

"Demolition Office No. 1" began to quake violently; the world wreckage that formed its hull—the shattered continents, depleted oceans, extinguished stars… at this moment seemed to have the reset button pressed.

They were broken down into primal laws and energy, like multicolored rivers of stars, all merging into the Newborn Realm behind Wang Zhize.

The Newborn Realm, after devouring the entire source of the Void Father, had become a complete supreme universe.

At this moment, the integration of those world wreckage added more "history" and "depth" to it.

The remnants of the Holy Light Sanctum turned into a continent of sacred light; the soul of the last holy knight Augustine was reborn within, becoming the first saint bathed in divine grace.

The Core of the Mechanical Ark transformed into a metal divine city floating in the sky.

Those liberated wills all found their home in this brand‑new world.

And the chaotic origin at the very core of the primordial void was redefined by Wang Zhize.

"Genesis Core."

It became the Newborn Realm's eternal energy heart, continuously supplying growth power to this universe.

Having done all this, Wang Zhize's will instantly spanned spacetime, descending to Earth, appearing before Li Hu, Zhang Mei and Zhao Wuji.

The three were anxiously analyzing the recent violent energy fluctuations across the universe at the command center, when Wang Zhize's voice resonated directly in the depths of their souls.

In that instant, the three felt their thoughts, souls, and even all past and future, were completely comprehended by an indescribable great power.

"Boss…?" Li Hu's voice trembled.

"Prepare."

Wang Zhize's voice was calm and detached, yet carried the authority that made his words law.

"In the name of the Newborn Realm, issue a 'Business Invitation Notice' to the entire universe."

"Business Invitation Notice?" Zhang Mei was stunned.

"Correct."

Wang Zhize's will swept over those worlds that had just gained freedom yet remained shattered.

"We, the 'Anti‑Void Unified Front', officially commence operations."

"Notice content: We provide a full suite of services—one‑stop world restoration, civilization reconstruction, security protection, law upgrades, etc. We can offer the 'Genesis Source' for interest‑free loans."

"The sole franchise condition: unconditional compliance with our drafted 'Fundamental Law of Freedom and Order'."

"Tell them the old god is dead; I'm here to collect rent."

"Oh, right, regarding those civilizations that refuse cooperation and still seek to continue enslavement and oppression…"

Wang Zhize paused, looking at the nearby Wang Zhitao, who was already drooling.

"Consider it… a post‑meal dessert for the guardian deity of our Newborn Realm."

Li Hu and the others were completely petrified.

Using divine power to conduct universe‑scale commercial franchising?

This… truly lives up to you, boss!